In a world scattered with secret teenagers possessing supernatural powers, Park Yuri and Kim Taehyung have been enemies for as long as they can remember, being trapped in the mutuality of Yuri's older brother Jimin, who has also been Taehyung's best...
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Yuri never expected she would have spent this long with the guys, munching on snacks and talking shit about their professors until it was almost three in the morning. Jimin had knocked out fairly easily, cuddling a pillow with his leg sticking out from under the covers. Jungkook passed out a couple hours later, shamelessly cuddling onto Jimin and claiming the big spoon.
It was quite the sight, and Taehyung couldn't stop gushing about how it was so cute, immediately taking a picture and sending it to their friend-groups group chat, to which Seokjin immediately replied with some keyboard smashes and a few heart eye emojis.
Yuri knew he was straining himself, staying up solely for her. She didn't feel the slightest bit tired, but she couldn't speak for him when he'd casually rub his eyes or when he'd hold back a yawn.
She felt bad even if she'd occasionally call him a pussy for being tired—of course, as a joke—to which he'd just laugh and tell her to shut up before he killed her. Another joke.
After Jungkook fell asleep, they've only been talking for a little less than an hour before Taehyung began to feel it too. Despite her teasing, she knew she had to leave him soon so he could get the sleep he so deserved. So while he sat against the headboard of the empty bed, she gathered the trash from the snacks scattered around the room and began to throw them in the trash.
Taehyung quickly realized she was cleaning because she was planning to leave back to her room, so he couldn't help himself as he sat up straighter on the bed and blinked back some of the tiredness in his eyes.
"Are you heading out?" He asked quietly, just quiet enough to not wake Jungkook and Jimin on the other bed.
"Mhm." She hummed, matching his tone. She turned to look at him, throwing the last of the plastic bags in the trash before she walks up to him. Placing her hand on his cheek, she runs her thumb along the bottom his eyes. He couldn't help but relax into her touch, leaning in slightly and sighing to himself. "You're tired. Get some sleep, okay?"
His hand inched toward her free one, softly grabbing it and placing their intertwined hands in his lap. "I wanna be with you longer." He mumbled. His fingers mindlessly toyed with hers, eyes fluttering open to meet her soft ones.
She just quietly chuckled, leaning in to press a kiss to his forehead. "Goodnight, Taehyung." She whispers, leaning away as her fingers slipped out of his embrace. Her eyes never left his, and she could have completely gushed at the pout on his lips.
Before she could back away any further, he grabs her hands again, pulling her close to the bed as he shuffled to sit at the edge of it. A bit surprised by the sudden movement, she just watches as he wraps his arms around her waist, stuffing his face into her chest as he hugged her deeply. He was especially clingy tonight, she wondered what was going on through that mind of his.
